Poems by Pushkar Bisht

*Editor's Note: "A New Freedom" was previously published in Poems n Quotes.

O Grace, O Grace…

O Grace, O Grace…
I beg you and lie down for you,
Don’t return, come to me, come to embrace me
There is nothing higher than you what amazes fewest of us…
Blessed are those, who discover and find it.
O Grace, O Grace….
You are beautiful that can’t be seen through external eyes
A pure heart needs you that bursts into tears and realize…
What a light, opens my heart and bring eternal delight
In whatever form you come to me, I will bend and pray on my knees.

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If You are True in Feelings and Kindness You Possess,

If you are true in feelings and kindness you possess,
Nobody can make you feel low and distress,
True feelings are a gift to a man in disguise
That a man should treasure all as a man thinks to cover the whole sky
So when it’s dark or time pulls tight
It will shine to give you a wise light
And then you can find your path to proceed
It does not grab anything from you
But it bestows upon you, what you don’t deserve for
If you think that you are poor, you have nothing
But be blessed, because you are rich in feelings and kindness
Money or gold is not the piece to be accumulated
If a man loses everything, his true feeling won’t die.

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On Your Returning

On your returning,
Time pauses for a moment
Months after months elapsed
I can see a smile on your face
The ordeal you experienced
I can sense that
You have become courageous now
I am glad for you now
Your time is relaxing ahead
The moments you had in adversity
Demolished all together in a lot
Don’t look back
A new journey waits
With beautiful colors to color you
Just observe calmness and tranquility.

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A New FreedomA new freedom
Everybody wants to fly as a bird,
Nobody wants to remain in chains,
Because everyone has a new freedom to live merrily,
But some cruel take our freedom away
And make us their slave.Freedom is a god gifted gift
Which nobody can destroy from this earth.
Freedom is not made for rich
But for innocent poor dwelling in slums.
Freedom means peace and love
Not fear around us.
Freedom is what brings a nice smile
On everybody’s face.Freedom knows no boundary
Of happiness and sprinkles its grace
On everyone wonderfully.
Freedom knocks at every door
And kisses everyone in the early morning
As a nightingale sings its lovely hymn for each person.
Freedom walks from door to door
To visit so that no one
Can be deprived of it.